there they goin every directionscurrying about looking for foodbegging for changethey wait in the nightthe darkness hiding their teethi hear them behind the garbagefind what you canrecycle our wasteand don't bother anybodyjust move alongdon't scream or we'll call the policeyou know your plightwe know your every move and we're waiting to here the trap slam shutdown on your neckand when we see your body we simply grab you by the tail and put you in your final resting placein the dump where you belongwhere you're soul and the soul of a child's pepsi bottle are one